Hey everyone. It's been years since I wrote anything on and had to urge the write again. Anything unfinished from before will remain unfinished(sorry about that) as I either lost interest in the fics or shows.

And I'll try my best to complete any new fics I will be writing. I already written a few chapters for this fic already so for the next couple of weeks there will be a constant upload schedule for sure.

This fic in particular is the darkest/mature thing I ever written so be mindful there's several things in this fic that will possibly trigger people like Rape/non-con, parent/teacher relationship etc.

Also im far from a great writer(there will be grammar mistakes and inaccuracies during my work sorry) but I write for fun anyways. Without further ado enjoy!?

"Chloe. Worst. Day. Ever." Aubrey vented as she drank tea in the break room.

They both went to college together and now they are twenty-two and graduated working at the same school. Chloe is an English teacher and Aubrey was the Gym teacher at Barden High school.

"What's wrong Comic Book Guy?" Chloe teased her.

"What?" The blonde stared blankly at her.

"You know. The simpsons? You sounded like him just now. Anyways, long day?"

"You wouldn't believe it! You know the new kid who just started here? Rebecca Mitchell? She never shows up for gym. So after my class was over I went to look for her and she was chilling outside. When I asked about why she was playing hooky she gave me an attitude!" She threw her hands up in frustration. "Called me Barbie and said something about getting the stick up my ass out. Never have I ever felt disrespected as a teacher!"

"I'm sorry Bree. I could try talking to her? I wanted to talk to her anyway. She's…" Chloe frowned trying to think of the right words to say. " She seems unfocused in class and not just my class but I talked to both Tom and Kommissar and they both said similar things. Although Tom said she gave him quite a bit of attitude as well. She kept dropping the f bomb and stuff. While Kommissar basically described her as a feisty mouse." She recalled.

Chloe knew the girl was difficult but she at least showed up to her other classes even if she didn't participate and gave them attitude. Aubrey's class seemed to be the only one she's been skipping and it seemed today was the first day they even interacted. So it wasn't like the girl was avoiding Aubrey and more so avoiding the gym. Why though she has no idea.

"Aca lord all mighty." Aubrey sighed. "She's only been here a week and she's already causing such a ruckus. But yeah Chlo that would be great if you could talk to her. If I were to try again I'd probably have an aneurysm or something."

"Hey no problem Bree."

The next day Chloe kept an eye on the girl Aubrey talked about throughout her class. The girl who was supposed to be reading the assigned chapter just drawing lazily in a notebook. She looked like she might fall asleep if the class held any longer but the bell rang making her jump. The brunette grabbed her things and got ready to leave when she called out to her. She quickly sent a text to Aubrey saying she was going to talk to her now, excusing her absence for today at least.

"Rebecca? Can I have a word with you?" Chloe spoke, getting her attention. Very quickly the class became empty besides the two of them.

"Can it wait Ms. Beale, I have to go to my next class?" Beca avoided her eyes trying to get out of the conversation.

"Rebecca-"

"Jesus! Can you stop that?" Beca snapped at her.

"Stop what?" She tried her best not to lose her temper at the teen.

"It's Beca. I don't like… my full name is so cringe." She glared at the redhead explaining.

"Okay I can do that Beca." Chloe nodded. "Also your next class is gym which I know you don't go too. So you do have time to talk." Chloe stated. "I don't have class right now so let's talk. Or would you prefer to have detention?"

Beca opened and closed her mouth. She really wanted to say detention but she knew her foster father would just use that as an excuse to hurt her more. Her face scrunched up as a flashback came to her.

'You're such a bad girl Rebecca. Let me show you how exactly I punish naughty girls.' His hand trailing dangerously on her upper thigh close to her center. Rough hands suddenly shoved her onto the living room couch and he was on top of her. She struggled but it was no use as he was so much bigger than her. She could feel his erection as he grabbed her breast rather hard and-

"Beca!" Chloe said, snapping her fingers close to her face, making the girl flinch. "Sorry I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now and you're really pale and breathing fast. Are you alright?"

"Please no detention… I'll talk okay. Just back the fuck off." She managed to get out, air hard to come by. She just wanted to crawl into a hole sometimes and never come out again.

Chloe gave her a concerned look noticing how the girl avoided telling her if she was okay or not. Earlier she was acting all tough and angry, now she seems scared and fidgety like she had a dentist appointment coming up. She also noticed some heavy bags under her eyes. Her stomach twisted, not liking the sudden feeling something was wrong.

"Okay. Come on. But please try not to swear." She waved her arms beckoning the girl to follow.

"Will do your majesty." Beca rolled her eyes at her.

Chloe had a few bean bags in the corner of her classroom as some of the teens liked to read on them. They each took a seat facing each other.

"So what is it you want to talk to me about?" She wanted to get this over with.

"We'll for one, you've seemed distracted in class. Have any idea why that might be?" Chloe asked.

"New school, new foster family." She shrugged while playing with her shoelace like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

Chloe frowned. She didn't know she was in foster care. That might actually explain a lot of her behaviors as Chloe knows foster care is far from the best at taking care of children. If Beca's needs aren't being taken care of at home right now then it would make sense if she wasn't focused on school.

"Okay. Why have you been skipping gym? Not a fan of doing cardio?" She prompted. Aubrey complained to her about one student in particular not doing cardio, but horizontal running. Chloe remembered chuckling at the blonde who didn't find the situation funny at all.

"I just… don't-" Beca struggled because she wasn't planning on telling her deepest darkest secrets to this stranger but for some reason she felt compelled to. She was still affected by her earlier flashback that she couldn't seem to form words properly.

"Hey it's okay Becs. Take your time." She reassured her, noticing the girl struggling. She wanted to place a comforting hand on her, but her gut told her it wouldn't go very well.

"I don't like c-changing in front of people." She confessed after a few minutes of difficulty. Her face seemed to grow red in embarrassment.

"Hey. I get it changing in front of people can be scary Beca. Ever thought of changing in the bathroom stalls instead of skipping class?" She suggested.

"I just… the girls will notice and think I'm some kind of freak or something for not wanting to change in front of them." She huffed worriedly.

"They won't okay? I'll even be talk to Ms. Posen. I know she'll understand if she knows the situation." Although in collage she was stubborn as a mule, but she eventually learned to actually listen to other people.

"She'll probably hate me, I was mean to her yesterday…" She cried and Beca fists started to clench and unclench moving in an up and down motion above her thighs like she wanted to hit herself. Her breathing was getting more erratic.

"Beca, hey-" Chloe said worriedly, grabbing the teens hands. Her earlier intuition was right, as the girl flinched at the contact, but Chloe held on as she was afraid the girl might hurt herself if she let her hands go.

"L-Let go p-please." She gasped out trying to retract her hands away but the redhead held on.

"Beca, listen honey." She said crouching down in front of her, their hands still connected. "You're having a panic attack. Can you follow my breathing Beca?." She told her in a gentle voice.

She demonstrated her breathing showing her when to breathe in and out and how long. The brunette slowly but surely got better, as she followed her teacher's breathing.

While not perfect Beca spoke quietly. "S-Sorry." She apologized.

"Honey, what are you sorry for?" Chloe rubbed the back of the girl's hand comfortably. Beca didn't pull away this time and she actually enjoyed someone touching her in a way that didn't cause hurt.

"For being such a pain…" her voice trailed off at the end sounding scratchy.

"Hey no you're not a pain to deal with okay? You're just dealing with more than other people right now." She doesn't know what but she knows the girl is going through something. Something big and that terrified her.

She grew more serious. She really wanted to ask if something was going on with her foster family at home but the girl just had a panic attack. Asking now would just send her into another one or she'd close off from her. Instead she said. " I'd like to tutor you. I'd think you'd benefit in class if I did."

Not only this would help her in her school work, but also get to keep a closer eye on Beca just in case her hunch was right.

"I'm not saying no but I'd have to ask my foster father…" She frowned at the thought of talking to him on purpose. "And where and when." She asked for more info.

"How about Thursdays after school? We could meet in my class or the school library?" She threw out suggestions.

"Here, in your class I mean." She replied not wanting to deal with other people. She felt… comfortable or at least starting to be around the redhead but everyone else not so much.

"Sounds great." Chloe agreed, squeezing the younger girl's hands. "And I know it's difficult but can you try to show up for gym class? I know Ms. Posen can seem intimidating but she really cares and will understand. I'll talk to her okay?"

"Oh okay and um… thank you Ms. Beale." Beca looked in Chloe's eyes for the first time since she met her and the redhead beamed as it meant she was getting through. Her walls were starting to crumble down.

"So how'd it go with the hobbit?" Aubrey said with an edge to Chloe after school in the teachers lounge.

"So much happened Bree." Her face scrunched up trying to think where to start. "She did give me some attitude at first but that quickly changed."

"What did that change too?" The blonde asked.

"She got scared. Even had a panic attack. Did you know she's in foster care? I spoke to her for thirty minutes and I can tell you she's been through some stuff." Chloe ranted on.

Aubrey's face softened. "Shit is she alright? Did she tell you anything? Is anything going on at home?" While the teen irked her she knew how serious foster care can effect a person.

Chloe shook her head no." She's better, I talked her through it and nope. At least nothing about abuse. She told me she's been skipping your class because she's scared to change in front of people."

"Really? Any idea why." She was confused. Out of all the possible reasons for skipping her class, that didn't cross her mind.

"I mean, it's only speculation, but if something is really going on at home, I'd not want to change in front of other people if I had bruises all over my body?" Chloe told her. "I told Beca to change in the stalls if that made her feel better."

"Beca?" Aubrey questioned.

"Oh she was quite miffed at me for calling her Rebecca. She prefers Beca, so call her that, I'd imagine she'd give you less of an attitude if you did."

"Got it. And if it means she'll show up for class and participate I'll allow her to change in the stalls."

"I knew you'd understand." Chloe gave her best friend a huge grin. "I also offered to tutor her after school to help."

"What did she say to that?"

"She wasn't against it per say but said she needed to ask her foster father if it was okay."

"I hope it works out, if anyone can break through this kid it's you Chlo." She knew it too. In college Aubrey would barely give the redhead time of day, but Chloe broke through her standoff appearance and they became best friends.

"I think I'm already starting too. I can already tell behind that badass exterior of hers there's someone special underneath." Even if it's agonizingly slow progress it will definitely be worth it.

Next chapter set for March 31st!